Disclaimer: I do not claim to own; nor do intend to use for monetary gain, Pokémon or Sword Art Online. If I did own either they'd probably be radically different as well as significantly worse.

Pokémon online

Getting Started Two

That's when things got really weird. I knew something was wrong as soon as I landed but watching that footage on the Pokénav was truly disconcerting. As the man said the sky had indeed started bleeding. The blood seemed to coalesce into one spot coming into a form roughly that of a man. The blood then seemed to solidify and change color until it finished changing into a man in a blood red robe, with black stripes at points. This was made all the weirder by the fact the man was thirty feet tall. Oh and he was floating. The voice of the news anchor sounded off again, commenting on the man appearing from nowhere.

"What the fuck is it I'm seeing here guys? Help me out here how am I supposed to report when we have nothing on what's goi-" the voice cut out and as I looked around it seemed that the world was frozen

Then the giant of a man addressed us, removing the hood that obscured his face. It was Kayaba in the flesh. Or the virtual flesh I guess. He spoke, "I am Akihiko Kayaba, and I am your God now. I have always been lurking in the background of this world, and now you who have been injected among the many people whom are populating this world will have exactly one chance to escape back to our world. You must become the strongest, the very best, and sever my hold on this world. It will not be as easy as you may think however. There are bandits and wild Pokémon littering the world and they will kill you. And you will stay dead. I will tell you to research the mythology of this place as only there in will you find how to sever the hold of the creator of this world. To the 286 of you who have died already I apologize. I moved up when I was going to give this speech by a day and a half because of you. The nerve gear is programmed to fry your brain if you are killed in this world as of now. You will not be able to re-spawn now that I have warned you. The final counts are coming in and about fifteen thousand of you are trapped here. Just so you know those of you who are wondering about the outside world, anyone who's nerve gear is tampered with in anyway will be killed as well. I have given an announcement to the authorities to locate the people whose signals I have received into my world and put them in hospitals across the country. Your menus are now accessed though your pokénav I have given everyone. Your pokénav is everything in this world. Its your id, your encyclopedias, your phone, your internet access, and even, through certain events, your communication to the outside world. Now get stronger. And get searching. There will be a long way to go for you to escape this world. Be careful now, you're in the great game now, and the great game is terrifying." With those words the figure disappeared in reverse of the way he appeared, liquefying and then floating into the sky.

As he floated the world came back to life, the people who found me starting to move again, and the voice of the news anchor resuming. "-ng on over there! We cant give them nothing over the sky bleeding!" as he said this the camera cut back to him. "Ladies and gentlemen it seems that something is afoot in the regions, Kanto specifically. If you see anything weird please report it to the proper authorities, and we will do everything in our power to keep you up to date. Now finally on with the migration patterns."

The world around me felt dull, like I was in water. I could here things around me but everything was muted. My mind was still trying to process that I was trapped here. That we were all trapped here. It was mind-boggling to me. How could he get away with this? Theoretically I know that the nerve gear could kill us, but how on earth could it be used like that with no one knowing? How could the programming to get past the fail-safes make it into a game that was so wildly anticipated by the entire world? It didn't make sense to me. The world didn't make sense to me right now. But I had a decision to make. Was I going to cower, or was I going to get myself out of here.

Rowan was trying to say something to me, but I was ignoring him, he was in the way. I asked him one question. "Do you have a pokéball I can have?" as he handed me it my mind went through a million scenarios. And then I ran off at a full sprint. I had to get to the league so I could research there. In order to do that though I had to beat the gyms. And in order to beat the gyms I needed Pokémon. So I ran in search of my first one. In search of my first step towards escaping. I was on a mission. I was determined.

It's been two months since I've been trapped here I had done some research in the towns I drifted through, and if there's one consensus on the God Pokémon Arceus its that he shaped the world with his one thousand arms my Pokémon had been getting me through the gyms easily enough. I had caught four of them so far, and they had gotten me all the way to Snowpoint city. I had seven badges already and was well on my way to the league. The research however was grueling. I was sitting alone in my room in the inn, now back in Celestic town reading, when my Pokénav started ringing I was relieved that something could distract me from it.

I opened the message, seeing that it was a player wide notification. It read, 'The people of Sinnoh are in trouble. There is an area close to Hearthome city that has extremely high-level Pokémon who are very aggressive towards anyone and everyone. If you wish to help us figure out what's going on, an expedition made up of players will be headed out in a week's time. We will be headed into the forest to see what's making the Pokémon act like this and if possible stop it. We have about twenty-five players already here, and would appreciate any help we can get in this matter. –Diavel'

I stood and grabbed my belt as I did. My Pokémon should be able to handle anything near by Hearthome, but the hike back through Mount Coronet wouldn't be a fun one. I set out that same day. I hadn't made any friends in the game yet; all I'd been focusing on was getting out. There was a counter in a menu on the Pokénav that told you how many have died so far. We'd lost twenty eight hundred. Not getting close to people at least meant less goodbyes. As I started my hike through the mountains I was captivated by the majesty of the world around me. As I was I thought back to another time I was captivated in the majesty of the game. When I first started there was an older boy who I met.

Flashback

"Ahhhhhhhh" the scream cut through the night sky like a hot knife through butter. It seemed to have come from the south. There were countless nocturnal Pokémon out and about as I ran, side by side with my first Pokémon. The little guy had been alone and lost in the forest when I offered to take him with me. Then he tried to bite my hand off. The fight was relatively simple I threw the ball; the ball rolled three times and caught him. Then I let him out. And then Gible tried to nibble on me again. Now though he's been through some training and was ready to help me see what this scream was about.

We stopped at a clearing where a giant caterpillar like Pokémon was trying to sting a tall man dressed like a samurai. He was in red and black armor and was trying to dodge the blows from the foot long caterpillar. The brown caterpillar which I knew wasn't native to Sinnoh, was jabbing its horn at the teen in front of it repeatedly, probably trying to poison him so that the Beedrills could take him back to a hive later on. The Weedle was quick for something that resembled a giant bug, and was thankfully not as deadly as it first seemed. The teen was holding his side, from where he appeared to have been hit once before, but he seemed to be holding his own besides that.

I stepped out into the clearing motioning for Gible to attack. Gible knew immediately what I had in mind, and burrowed under ground while I yelled out. Making noise to distract the animal seemed to be working as the insect turned its attention to me, wriggling towards me at speeds that shouldn't have been possible. Thankfully this had the effect of giving the teen some much-needed breathing room. Unfortunately for me however this meant that before I knew it the Weedle closed the distance between us in an instant. Only the meager training I'd done with Gible letting me react at all. I managed to dodge the bug's wild lunge at me, if just barley and took the moment to dive and roll away from it. I turned coming out of my roll, and saw the Weedle rear back, its horn glowing a sinister purple. I knew instinctively it was trying to attack, but I was unsure how to proceed in dodging. I knew however I had to move. I started to sprint to the left; hopefully the little monster wouldn't be able to turn fast enough to hit me with it. As I looked over my, trying to keep eyes on the bug, what I saw was relieving. My little land-shark had finally surfaced. As it burst from the ground it chomped down on the caterpillar Pokémon, biting into its thick carapace with a sickening crunch. The head and stinger fell out of Gible's mouth, now detached from the many body segments of the once deadly Pokémon. Gible chewed on the body as I finally stopped running. I looked around and saw the teen from before now on the floor, still clutching his wound.

"He hit you with a poison jab?" I asked him and started rummaging through my bag. "Yeah I think it did, that's the one with the glowing purple horn right?" he responded. "It could be a multitude of things but, its very likely that from a high level Weedle like this it was a poison jab. I don't know why it wasn't its next stage yet, that was a dangerous first stage Pokémon. Here take this full heal." As he took the all-purpose disinfectant, and sprayed it on his wounds I could tell immediately from his grimace it was working on cleansing his body. "It's going to hurt a lot but it should close the wound and target the poison. You'll feel tired for a while because it will kill quite a few of your cells as well, its not so good at differentiating from what its supposed to be killing, but a few hours rest, some water, and a good meal should help replenish them. A lot like taking blood, actually." I said this to reassure him that what he was feeling was normal, and that he'd be ok. I looked down at my pokénav, and knew what I had to do. "We've got to get you to town." With those words I picked him up.

Hours later

When he woke up the first thing I said was, "What kind of idiot do you have to be to go into the tall grass without a Pokémon? Have you never played a Pokémon game before?" He didn't take kindly to that. "I didn't know you saved me so you could be patronizing. Its not like we get starters. I did the same thing I'm sure you did and challenged one with a ball and no buddies. You were just luckier than me."

"Luckier? You're the lucky one, as in lucky to be alive you dumbass!" I shouted.

"A dumbass I might be, but you saved this dumbass for some reason. Any particular one? I'm not trying to be ungrateful or anything but, most people would've left me to die. Or not been in the forest at the right time." After saying this he sat up and reached to the bedside for the glass of water I'd left there. The Pokécenter let me stay there because I brought in an injured friend, letting me stay while he was recovering and I had no place to stay. The Pokécenter in Jubelife City was about how I expected it to be, a humongous hospital of sorts, for an equally humongous city.

"I couldn't just let you die my conscious wouldn't be able to take it. What's your name anyway? I saved you and I don't really know anything about you. I still can't believe you passed out like that."

"You try having a two inch stinger stuck completely inside your stomach from a foot long venomous bug. You wont stay awake much longer than me. Anyway the names Klein. I'm not sure a conscious is the safest thing to be lugging around in here, there have already been reports of quite a few robberies with 'attacks' like mine as bait." He responded after gulping down the entire glass. "That's some Pokémon you got there, any chance you managed to grab the ball I missed catching that Weedle with after your little monster killed it? It was my only one."

"Yeah I grabbed it here. You have the potential to be great Klein how'd you screw up so bad that you only went out with one ball? And alone?" I asked

"My friends and I started in different towns all through Sinnoh, and I need to get to them before they get hurt. I couldn't live with myself if friends I convinced to play this game got hurt in here." He looked up at me. "What about you any friends in the game?"

"No but like I said before you look strong. I think I just found a rival. As a rival you get these." I said handing a flabbergasted looking Klein five more pokéballs and a belt to hold them on. "I know this isn't the traditional games, but people get stronger quicker in a competition. We're gonna fight in the league, any objections?" Not quite knowing what to do, he just nodded. "Alright then, you're alive so I've done my job. You need me here's my navigator info. Otherwise I'm going to go get my first badge. You take care, I hope you find your friends." Klein just stared after me as I walked away, still speechless.

Flashback end

That was the last time I saw Klein, the first day of the game. I was sure I'd see him at this event. We'd exchanged messages every now and then, and he was making his way to Hearthome to get the badge from there anyway, his fifth. I looked out around the many now crushed Geodudes that had once been floating menacingly towards me. Oh well, I had a city to get back to. "Now use brick break." I said as my Pokémon kept clearing the way for me. This was going to be a long walk. I should've flown.

Chapter two took a lot of me. Expect chapter three to be much longer but I needed to set some things up. College and work are killing me right now, and they come first as sad as that is. Stay classy the next one should be out in somewhere between a week and a year. I'm not sure yet.